| 10.40 | RAK here. Miss Nash and I are temporarily bugging out to visit Bainbridge Island. She can visit home and I can find out just what the heck she's been fussing about all these years. See y'all at dinner! | ||||||||||||
| 1:16 | Stephan here. All showered and rosy smalling. Well, okay, maybe not rosy, but I'm pretty sure I don't stink. Much. Dan-hole is still in comfy mode. PRusso is here, but I'm not sure where. Ditto Dave-hole, Wabauer, Kirby and Omak. They're not out front. I've got the Drinking Log, so they better not be drinking! Time to check out back. MIB rocked! | ||||||||||||
| 1:29 | PRusso, Wabauer and Omak return. Kirby is reported unconscious in the basement. PRusso must log-in. | ||||||||||||
| 1:31 | Directions to Green Lake. Go up whatever street we're on. Turn left. When you get near the Albertson's turn right. Can't miss it. Its a lake, ya know. | ||||||||||||
| 1:35 | login: prusso[CR symbol] password: beer_me[CR symbol] | ||||||||||||
| 1:36 | Omak: "You better logout or else we'll have to kill your process." Kirby Dan-slaps Omak. PRusso head butts Omak. | ||||||||||||
| 1:33: | Dave! - checking in. "That shower gets you wet like Reaganomics helps the poor." -Kirby | ||||||||||||
| 1:50 | Four part harmony:
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| (Friday the fourth) | |||||||||||||
| 1:55 p.m. [vertical text: banter by omak] | Kirby brings back gummy bears!? Nope, just some bowl of bean salad crap. What a dissappointment. All around are lazy sons o' bitches! Kirby still asleep at 1:30. Craig + I already gone out to lunch with the recently arrived PRusso and Andrea C. and Ami Mc! Crikey Spikey all the people! Had BEER at lunch! Mmmm... Beer! Beer Beer Beer. Nanc is out getting ice + stuff for... more Beer! A whole keg of beer! Beer, beer, + Porn! But the porn is tooooo much for Kirby; through it down. Someone else just called... another one of those damn young ones... I'm too fookin old. Old SOB. Need beer to make me young again! | ||||||||||||
| 2:40 | Kirby, Dave & Stephan attempt NY Times Friday crossword puzzle. Plan is to hang at a lake for a few hours. MIB last night was cool, but I have been alcohol-free for way too long now - going on 16 hours (minus a beer & mimosa at brunch this morning.) The world is losing its warm, fuzzy glow. Prusso, Omak, me & the NY Times X-word wizzards now leave for lake, leaving note for others. | ||||||||||||
| 3:47 pm | Welcome to the 4th. Woke up in the P.M., finally. At Baskin Robbins w/ a need to feed Mmmmm.. Rasberry Sorbet. Gotta go. | ||||||||||||
| 3:55 | Dave! Hey Kirb, isn't that raspbertty sorbet? You know the kind you find in a second-hand ice cream store? | ||||||||||||
| 4:00 | Hummus is really good w/sprouts -Joe | ||||||||||||
| - Flashback - Midnight - MIB Finishes (11:30 pm - when Kirb, Dave, & Omak think MIB finished) Regroup @ ~ 1 am lots of 21+ yr olds & 1 < 21 yr old. Time to go the Hurricane Café 16 PEOPLE, 2 CARS consider the geometric possibilities [Page o' pictures...] | |||||||||||||
| Partydate: | 4:35 pm 7/4 | ||||||||||||
| with regards to pool water: "I have no feeling below my waist... but at least it keeps your beer cold." -K. Lawton | |||||||||||||
| 5:16 | Everyone takes a try at the stick-thingies. It makes for a good laugh. [Picture of stick thingies] | ||||||||||||
| 5:25 | Omak dives head first into the pool. Contaminates beer w/water and vice versa. | ||||||||||||
| 5:30 | Pete & Omak & I (Craig) have arrived from wandering around the lake, drinking beer and 10th grade level conversation on the topic of women. People are in kiddie pool. Keg is tapped. Drums are gon - beer's a flowin. Its hot - damn hot. | ||||||||||||
| 5:45 | Vivian [insert last name here] and Sussannah Bloch have arrived (seperately). Beer flows on. Wabauer is murdering the steel drum Sabrina, Amy and Neil have arrived. An anonymous non-Mudder has arrived. | ||||||||||||
| 5:47 | Yoohoo Beer floating instructions. When beer is | ||||||||||||
| 6.05 | Sun overhead NOW! Meghan and I are back from Bainbridge, and I have a $5 motorcycle suit that Stephan is modeling. Go Bainbridge! Stephan has 2" zipper around buttocks region | ||||||||||||
| 6:17 | Found $3.91, a bandana, and 5 Certs (Cinammon flavor) in snowmobile suit. All for $5! | ||||||||||||
| 6:20 | Vivian has arrived + is in the pool. | ||||||||||||
| 6:25 | Back from parade with Rak Daddy, sunburned and famished... feed me. Kirby has talent, I mean regarding beer. But he has no rythm. +2 masc. pts for K. -2 sensitivity pts " need food stuff, have beer, its all good. | ||||||||||||
| 6:25 pm | came over w/cousin Meghan from Bainbridge Island. Having a beer w/feet in pool right now. | ||||||||||||
| 6:40 pm | Although the pool is as | ||||||||||||
| 6:41 pm | Kirby angered the beer gods by spilling all over a nice pair of leather shoes | ||||||||||||
| 6:45 | The Bolivian Love God has landed! | ||||||||||||
| 6:47 | Leo attempts to bungee-cord Vivian to the back porch a-la Kirby's beer without her noticing. Alas, the plan fails, as when she tries to walk away it unhooked from her belt loops. Nothing sadder than a failed prank with everyone watching. | ||||||||||||
| 6.51 | Eric (BHC's buddy)'s car rolled down hill due to its desire to go for walkies. Euphoria: "If you don't curb your car, you're dumb!" | ||||||||||||
| 7:00 | So, car rolls down hill because somebody was dumb + didn't curve wheels. Decent entertainment value. Gosh, we're easily amused. | ||||||||||||
| 7:05 in the pm | It rolls down stairs Rolls over in pairs rolls over your neibors dog It's good for a snack Its fits on your back It's log log log | ||||||||||||
| 7:05 (+ an unknown integer of time) [Vertical Omak] | Just back from store. Euphoria forgot the pot pesto [sauteed in oil and strained, repeat for added bonus fun]. Olive oil with pot. Fun cookin'. But | ||||||||||||
| 7:12 | Woof! That is the woof of igniting gas and not the woof of a doggie. It now smells of burning dan-hair. However, the grill is lit. Boy is it lit. Oh dear, I have a singed sweetie. Here he is to record the near death experience: fuscia that is all he has to say. | ||||||||||||
| 7:15 PM | "Combine Schroeder + Pigpen and I'd turn gay!" - Kirby "Ok, Kirby's on top of the tapedeck...." | ||||||||||||
| 7.51 | A few minutes ago, some mirth ensued. I was lying on the front lawn when I felt something crawling up my leg. A bee! Jesus Christ, I had a bee on my leg, crawling amongst the hairs, looking for pollen. I would have handled it okay, except that it tickled lick crazy. So, Russ and Ken flipped it off my leg, and then poured beer on it. I'm sorry to say, but R&K got the bee drunk. It didn't want to move. O, happy bee! Then Messers R&K rolled down the hill. Who needs magic pesto when you've got gravity? O, happy Russ! O, happy Ken! Leo and I sail similar ships. | ||||||||||||
| 8:40 | Rachel here. Purkey wondered aloud if antepasta would anhilate pasta. DORK! | ||||||||||||
| 8:41 | Happy doesn't seem to have had much affect (or effect). I guess Elise was right. -Stephan | ||||||||||||
| 8:44 | Omak: "I'm dumb and Leo: "And stupid too." Leo and Omak play drunk Scotch. | ||||||||||||
| 8:46 | On the Anniversary of Skynet going on-line there will be a party. Oh yes. There will. -Stephan | ||||||||||||
| 8:48 | "I'm not going to climb Everest. Everest is a fucking tourist mountain." -Leo | ||||||||||||
| 8:52 | Omak dunks for 1/4 Olives. Unfortunately, he missed both 1/4 olives. He is thoroughly wet (having fallen in to the kiddie pool on his 1st attempt." Kirby: "Drink fucker!" | ||||||||||||
| 8:57 | Leo here. Logging in for Friday. My hands are greasy, my legs are beery, and my hair is braided. Party on Wane. | ||||||||||||
| 9:00 | Hey folks. Heil the salmon. It's a cool time for drunken revelry. I've failed the "I've slept w/everyone" Olympics. That the way it works. | ||||||||||||
| 9:06 | Log on: Mez You folks sure are strange. Not that that's a bad thing, mind you. And I suppose I expected Mudders to be a bit peculiar. And in the grand scheme of things I guess this is actually a pretty standard, predictable, fairly enjoyable social event with a bunch of fellow geeks. The log is an interesting addition. Would be interesting to have a video/audio log. Maybe next year? p.s. - Love the pesto! | ||||||||||||
| 9:20 | Kirby lit a bottle rocket off in his mouth, then came up spitting smoke. Happy 4th! A bizarre (sp?) man explained why it is everything is written down. | ||||||||||||
| (9:22) | He is looking at me, the centrist man, sinner. The Bongos played on Burn me. Spiders cry. Beep. | ||||||||||||
| 9:30 | A non-Mudder logged the above. I chose to date it for [scribble] him; post-writing. | ||||||||||||
| 9:33 | Dave! lights a match off of Leo's teeth, as well as his own. Leo then proceeds to put one out in his mouth. Mmm.... fire. The citronella candles have been ignited and the keg is about 1/2 empty. We are shooting for a kill by midnight. The drums keep beating and the steel | ||||||||||||
| 9:57 | Leo reporting from the front porch where just minutes ago Dan (of Nancy) attempted to launch a bottle rocket from his mouth. What started out as a good idea for fun turned into an Don't say no, say N2O | ||||||||||||
| Day 431: | I suspect I have been among these natives for nearly 2 years now. They chatter so of science, nerds all. I shall hang myself within the week. | ||||||||||||
| 11:25 | "Here's to old friends Tonight is special, The beer will pour. Must say something more. Somehow tonight, let it be Absolut Citron" -Bog Poetry Reiner and Alice have shown up! And Reiner -Hans signing out for now. | ||||||||||||
| - Reinerf: Personal log -- Stardate 111073.15 We have encountered a tersiary sub-space field which was emitting a large tacky-on pulse due to the large cheisterfield sofa nearby. So we ran a level 1 diagnostic and everyone was fine. "Yes captain" says Reiner (to Alice.) | |||||||||||||
| 11:32 pm | Rachel & Joe & Adam to MS Apartment 1.0. Control-D | ||||||||||||
| 11:40 pm | I don't understand this at all -Andrea I don't think I want to. | ||||||||||||
| 11:55 pm | Stephan highly doubts keg will be finished by midnight. Kirby is gone, making me almost responsible Oh shit, Pete-Bog wants me to read his mind. Huh, oh well. Mexi-cali is in full swing, not for me. Okay, Keg isn't finished. Amusing game, must watch. Buh-bye now. - M | ||||||||||||
| 12:03 7/5: | Omak roles Mexicali twice... Craig is abused badly. | ||||||||||||
| 12:07 | Danhole claims Kirby passed out after 7 beers. Dan: "He will die tonight. And that's from the beastmaster!" We will rally Kirby in 2 hours. | ||||||||||||
| 12:10 | "No pictures, camera steal soul" -Stephan "Stephan, no one ever accused you of having soul!"Dave | ||||||||||||
| 12:11 | Logmester Danhole says we will wake up Kirby when I finally catch up to him. I'm guessing about 4 more for me. We will see him soon. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha women make the spirit weak, for their psychosomatic power can make someone think they are drunk when they really aren't. Almost time to wake Kirby | ||||||||||||
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| 12:17 | BHC (Pete Bog) is Godzilla! -Stephan | ||||||||||||
| 12:22 | Omak is incompetent. Redness factor is large. | ||||||||||||
| 12:25 | Pete threw me across the room to free up a seat on the couch. Oh well. Now I have to sit on the floor. | ||||||||||||
| 12:30 | Peter is vastly disappointed in the quality of drinking. He drinks more on his own than you suckful ones. | ||||||||||||
| 12:31 | Kirby has been punished for his fall from greatness in the alcohol arena. So much for not getting written on this year. | ||||||||||||
| after that [Arrow to last] hi - I'm Euphoria & I'm taking off now. bosc pears for the road, man. Stephan - thanks for the backrub. Dan S. - thanks for the momentary senosory deprivation and bondage. I'm sorry Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that | |||||||||||||
| "Vivian: take off you shirt & pound." Kirby speaks! "Whosa boona flack blahh g aaaa. Blooook!" | |||||||||||||
| 1:22 | Vivian's pounding too. Kirby says: "I'm in." Dan: "You're in for what." Kirby: "The poundoff." Omak is in. Hyman/Ken/Purkey vs. Dave, SZ, Viv. [Arrow from Hyman/Dave column]Cap'ns Scott launches w/sock. | ||||||||||||
| 1:29 | Dave wins! Vivian gets honorable mention | ||||||||||||
| 12:42 | 1/4 of the Keg left. This evening's festivities are growing to a close. I write by the light of a single tiki torch. The keg is a member of Jenny Craig. "He keeps Rolling over: exposing new areas" Leo speaking of Kirb. - "Love Piston" | ||||||||||||
| 1:01 | It's 5 | ||||||||||||
| 1:10 | - The keg floats -> Stephan is cheating, spreading a wounded soldier's ashes at sea. | ||||||||||||
| 1:20 | These are the fully functional drinking units (FFDU)s Stephan Davehole beat [scribble] S.Z. in p.o. | ||||||||||||
| 1:21 | Dave hold pounds against Ken. Purkey too. They're shirtless. | ||||||||||||
| 1:30 | SZ "Where's the best place to puke?" "I've got the uncontrollable burps." SZ is praying to Ron. Ron had mercy. | ||||||||||||
| 1:30 a.m. | We are all drunk. Keg has too much beer. Hyman makes love to P. Bog. It all sucks! We drunk. Can't write. Kirby is lame! He can't maintain. It all sucks. On to someone else. All sucks. | ||||||||||||
| 1:33 | Stephan has not puked. I rule. Sorry Mom... | ||||||||||||
| 1:34 | Danhole: "Omak has puked because he is bored." Dan: "He is one unhappy son of a bitch." Omak (mid-puked): "No! This is fun!" Dan: Golf clap. Omak: "I have not puked in ages!" Dan: "You mean like now." | ||||||||||||
| 1:35 | Stephan spits in pool. | ||||||||||||
| 1:46 | Chicago called. Their keg is dead. The only person passed out is Julie Sutor. SZ: "Don't grab my finger. If you grab my finger I'll fart." | ||||||||||||
| 1:49 | SZ "I won't fart for you; it takes a special kind of man to get me to fart." Prusso is a weak bastard. | ||||||||||||
| 1:50 | I attempted to ask Kirby for all his powers of Drink. I demanded that if he gave me all of his powers that I would let him sleep. He refused. He refused again. I demanded a third time for his powers and give him the Danhole grip of the ancients. Again, for the third and final time, Kirby rebelled against my powers. He awoke with a start and demanded mortal combat. I have failed. If only he were to join us in the destruction of the keg, he could truly redeem himself. Stefan: How can we kill a keg without a drinker like Kirby? He wussed out for his cock. Back to Dan: Kirby is walking the line between the living and the dead. We must prod his being to rebel against the life of the void and joing the fight of the righteous. The Quest for the Fully Functional Drinking Unit continues. Stephan said impotent. Russ has risen from the dead and he is drinking again. -Ken here- my bedroll has been given to Dan Hole who passed out on the front lawn. OMAK Barfed? Chicago got a party ball [blank] Lite. | ||||||||||||
| [Peter Gabriel is spinning, vertical] | "The keg is dead and you are still sober? It must be a lie. It must be a lie." Stephan invoked a spell of "fuck you Chicago." and has offered to take full responsibility for any offense. | ||||||||||||
| 2:05 | The keg is twitchingl. Pete offers a pre-emptive apology as he passes out. Party Ball!!?? of MGD :( "No no no, you must first suffer the punishment of the Zuercher... who is this?" "Why are you guys scrumming?" | ||||||||||||
| 2:13 | A fully showered (clean) Kirby re-emerges Stephan offers to get naked "ESPN2" | ||||||||||||
| 2:26 | Leo: Pete(Bog), you have returned with a drink in your hand. Bog: Yes, I have conquered. Leo: The Keg is dead?!! Bog: No. Everyone: Then what have you conquered? Bog: Apparently nothing. Pete Bog is a fucking mess. He can't stand, he can't keep liquid in a glass. Yet he can argue Taylor expansions w/Mudders in Chicago like there's no tomorrow. There may be no tomorrow for Bog. | ||||||||||||
| 2:32 | My right testicle can outdrink Pete's left testicle! -Stefan- Dave! is passed out on the front lawn. Kirby is sulking 'cause he was written on when passed out. Stephan is yelling at people on the other end of the phone. Stefan I don't care who writes it [I don't care who] reads [it] I'm going to keep WillBauer smiling, and Perky smiling and I don't give a fuck what you say because I'm going to drinking and drinking and drinking until I hand off! Stefan rocks... O. | ||||||||||||
| Stefan is fighting the essence of Rizzo and pulls down his pants to curse the phone "I've got a Niiiiikon Camera, It sucks really haaaaaard" Stefan rocks. | |||||||||||||
| 2:35 | "Jesus Gyroscope!" -Bog | ||||||||||||
| 2:40 | PDB on ground warding off the answering machine with a holy cross. Dan looks down in disgust "Take 1d4 and make saving throw against being turned." SZ "Ask me if I drink like this when I'm sober" | ||||||||||||
| 3:30 | Quotes from Bog, before falling over - Here's to undeserved reputations - Those guys are fucked up! - Mumble mumble m, when n much greater than m. - (Fully standing) I know the theory (swaying) but am unable to perform the ... (falls down.) | ||||||||||||
| 3:40 | Stefan: If I puke water, I won't drink. (Upon suggestion that he drink some water.) | ||||||||||||
| 3:42 | Stefan passes out on kitchen floor. | ||||||||||||
| 3:48 | Stefan blows on kitchen stairs & kitchen floor. | ||||||||||||
| whatever | I SUCK. Spew bad. SZ. SZ had. | ||||||||||||
| July 5th | |||||||||||||
| 1:50 am | Retching noises heard from Nancy's kitchen. Stephen is giving up the ghost. | ||||||||||||
| 1:55 am | Kirby, Nancy and the BHC are cleaning up the chunder. Kirby is wielding the | ||||||||||||